His Lost Lycan Luna (Jessica Hall)
Chapter 25

Read His Lost Lycan Luna by Jessica Hall Chapter 25 — His deep resounding purr forced my body torelax, and I slumped back against him, my legs no longer shaking as I tried to clamp them shut.Instead, falling heavily over his legs. He worked his finger in and out of me, his thumb rubbing onmy c**t made me moan as I gave into the building sensation. Letting him do as he pleased as mystomach tightened when he pulled his wet finger from my throbbing heat before adding another,his lips s*****w the sound that escaped me as he worked both fingers into me pushing in deep. Atthe same time, his other hand fell to my stomach.

He pressed on my lower abdomen, his fingers curling upward and stroking against a sensitive spotthat made me gasp as he nibbled on my lip; my hips moved against his fingers. My head rolled backagainst his shoulder as he moved his fingers faster, rougher, stretching me around them as hecurled them, my walls fluttered, clamping down on them. My moans echoed off the tiled walls as histhumb pressed down on my swollen c**t, the friction building and climbing, and 1 felt like I wouldcombust as the heat made skin flush.

My mind suddenly went utterly blank, my eyes falling shut, and moans spilled from my lips, my wallsfuttering and pulsating as I tensed before it spasmed. Pleasure rippled through me, making me cryout in pure ecstasy that stole my breath from me as wave after wave rippled through my body. Myentire body felt heavy as I sagged against him. The King nipped at my neck and chin as I tried tocatch my breath. I felt him gently pull his fingers from me.

I blinked dazedly at the ceiling when he reached for the loofah and soap, his purr lulling mequieting, and I felt ridiculously relaxed like my whole body had to turn to jelly. I felt him chuckle andheard him talking, but my brain was mush with the after-effects of what he did. He kissed my cheek,running the loofa over my skin when there was a tap on the door.

“Get out,” The King says firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument as I heard the person walkaway.

"Just one of the guards, we should have left an hour ago,” He said as he began washing me, gentlyrunning the loofa over my heated skin. Goosebumps rose on my arms as the warmth that filledslowly left, and i shivered against his warm skin.

“Do you still want to come to the castle with me?”

“I want to sleep,” I mumbled before I yawned. He hummed, brushing his nose across my shoulder.“I loved your scent before, but I love the smell of your arousal better,” He growled, nipping at myneck before sucking that spot he seemed intent on grazing with his teeth.

"How far is it? I yawned sleepily. He chuckled, running the loofa over my b*****s.

"A couple days drive, but we will stop on the way, but you need to promise not to leave my side,” hewhispered; I nodded. I think I probably would have agreed to anything he said right now.

"Good girl,” He grabbed a small jug dipping it in the water before tipping it over my chest andshoulders and removing the soap. The King pulled the plug from the bath, letting water drain out.Gripping his knees, I stood, completely forgetting I was naked and no longer covered by the foamy-colored water.

I tried to cover myself by making sure to keep my back to him when I felt a towel draped over myshoulders. I tug it closed before turning around and facing him. He had a towel wrapped around hiswaist. My eyes trailed over his muscular body. His abs looked like they were hand-carved toperfection and rippled with each movement he made.

His tanned skin glistened from the water, and I stepped closer before stopping shaking my head asthe need to touch him overwhelmed me. He laughs softly, closing the distance and wrapping hisarms around me; my nose pressed against his chest, and I sighed as his scent invaded my nostrilsand I breathed in deeply.

“We should get dressed if you still want to leave today,”

"Are you sure I should come with you?” What would people think?

“Il won't go if you stay here,” The King says

“I won't leave you here by yourself,” my brows pinch, and I chewed my lip. Wondering how long thiswould last, how long before the King tossed me aside and realized he was fooling around with hisservant and someone unworthy of a King. What if we went, and he got sick of me and cast me out.At least here I had Abbie, but, would have no one out there. The thought of leaving her sickenedme.

The King led me back into his bedroom, and clothes were set out on the bed.

"Get dressed,” He said, pointing to a neatly piled set of clothes on the end of the bed.

I walked over to them, looking at them. These weren't my servant uniform. Turning to look at theKing, he was rummaging through his wardrobe before pulling out jeans and a T-shirt. Who broughtthese up here, or when did he even get them? Surely he didn't want me to wear regular clothes?“My uniform?”

“You won't be wearing it,” he said, coming back over to me. I went to shake my head when hegripped my chin between his fingers.

“I don’t want you to be my servant anymore,”

“But I am, my..." His eyes hardened, and I swallowed.

“But I am, Kyson; I murmured, swallowing down the urge to use his title.

“No, you are so much more than that, Ivy,” I shook my head, and he kissed the side of my mouth.“Put the clothes on, Ivy,” he whispered before letting me go. I glanced at them before scratching myarm.

“I will dress you myself if you don't,”

"But servants wear dresses, the tunics,”

“I just said I don’t want you as my servant,” But what else was I supposed to be?

That's all I knew. A servant or slave is all a rogue could be and should be. We weren't supposed tobe pampered and treated nicely. We weren't good enough to be seen as people. His treatment ofAbbie I was absurd, and I knew everyone would think the same. I knew eventually he would realizewhat a mistake he made. But for now there was nothing I could do but play his strange game andaccept it, so I nodded and sighed reaching for them.